"Different from the other types of cultivators who forge the Dao Heart in the realm of asking Dao, sword cultivation is the most unique group of cultivators, and the obsession required to enter the realm of Dao is more pure and intense, and finding the meaning of holding the sword in the palm of the hand is called the sword heart! As for the sentient sword, of course, it is literal, the meaning of the sword master and the big man he holds the sword is not for himself, but for someone he loves. Alas, I really don't know which girl is so lucky to be loved by the sword master, and she has become the sword heart he uses to hold the sword! ”

Nangong Ritian sighed with emotion, although the sword master boss was as cold as a block of ice on weekdays, but something like a sword heart couldn't deceive people. If it weren't for the deep love for someone to the bones, the sword heart would have been extremely fragile and vulnerable, how could he become the sword master who now has the honorific title of the lord of ten thousand swords in the world.

And Chu Ran, who is good at brain supplementation on the side, has immediately made up a poignant (dog) beauty (blood) love masterpiece of 10 million words, and the general plot is that the sword master is a young man who is unknown and just a poor scholar, and he met a young lady with a prominent family background on the street of the temple fair.

In order to save the sword master's life, and in order to allow him to no longer bear the pain of longing, the young lady of the family concealed the truth, pretended to change her mind, and laughed with other rich sons, and then met the sword master by chance.

The sword master, who thought that his lover had changed his mind, traveled away from the sad city in grief.

And the young lady of the family was soon married by the family to another son of the family, and on the day of the wedding, the young lady of the family who was dressed in a wedding dress took the intestinal poison that sealed the throat with blood on the sedan chair.

A few years later, the sword master who became a cultivator due to an adventure returned to this city full of sad memories, wanting to see from afar whether his original lover was happy and well, but only saw a lonely tomb engraved with a familiar name......

The sword master who learned the truth of the day, never fell in love with her again, and forged the sword heart with love and became the master of all swords in the world. Later, he lived in Jianfeng for a long time, and looked at the south of the original city, and spent his life thinking about and remembering his lover at that time.

"The sword master is really distressing, he is really a strange man in the world!"

Chu Ran, who was immersed in self-emotion and couldn't extricate himself, said with tears flashing in his eyes, and said with a touched face.

In their opinion, the one who can make the sword master forge the sword heart with love is not the woman he once loved, is it still a man?

"Yes! Speaking of the sword master, I suddenly remembered a thing from a long time ago! ”

Nangong Ritian also continued: "When I was a child, I overheard the old man in the family mention that when the sword master first joined the Dao Alliance, he was actually not suitable for sword practice at all. At that time, there were many retreat bigwigs in the alliance, and they all wanted to take the sword master into the door to teach the Dao Fa, but the sword master, who was only a teenager at the beginning, refused to follow it, and would rather give up the path of cultivation that was smooth and immortal, and insisted on learning the sword, and said that he must become the first sword cultivator in the world worthy of the name in the future, so as not to disgrace the name of the sword in his hand and not disappoint that person. Hey, speaking of that sword, isn't it the one in your hand, big brother......"

Nangong Ritian didn't finish the rest of the words, because everyone in the audience understood what they meant, and they all looked at Ning Ye, or more accurately, on the wooden sword on Ning Ye's side, which was known as the first sword in the world.

Even if it is an ordinary wooden sword, as long as it is held in the hands of the world's number one sword cultivator, then it is naturally worthy of the name of the world's number one sword, and the sword cultivator in the world dare not accept it.

"Could it be...... The sword that the sword master said back then was this one? Chu Ran swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice to everyone.

"I think what the master said back then should be the wooden sword in front of him."

Dongfang Qingyue, who was an apprentice, understood a lot of things in an instant after hearing about his master from Nangong Ritian's mouth.

For example, why did his master, after becoming the sword master of the world, abandon the supreme Dao weapon Qingyue Divine Sword, and reposition this sword on the sword peak, and instead used a wooden sword that was not even as good as the most ordinary iron sword, and regarded it as if it were his life.

At that time, it was still rumored that this was because Shizun was arrogant and thought that he was already the first person in the world to cultivate swords, so he deliberately used a wooden sword to humiliate the sword cultivators in the world.

And today, Dongfang Qingyue finally understood the reason.

In fact, from the beginning of sword learning, there is only one natal sword that he has identified, which is an ordinary wooden sword engraved with "the first sword in the world". But before becoming the first person to cultivate the sword in the world, Shizun had always carefully treasured the wooden sword, and spent the rest of his life working silently and silently waiting for the day when he was qualified to take charge of this wooden sword.

The reason why I didn't use it before was probably because the master felt that he was not qualified, or that he was not worthy.

Because this wooden sword has the name of the world's first sword, even if it is just a joke when he was a child, but the sword owner takes it seriously.

gave up the path of cultivation that was more suitable for him, and instead chose to become a sword cultivator, just to make this wooden sword worthy of its name. Just like the person back then, when he handed the freshly carved and polished wooden sword to his hand, he touched his head and said softly with a smile:

"Xiao Li, this is the most powerful sword in the world, so Xiao Li, who holds this sword, is of course the most powerful swordsman in the world! Come on, brother, maybe I need you to use this sword to protect me! ”

Although the sword master who was still young at that time had already been identified as an ordinary person who could not comprehend and absorb the aura of heaven and earth in the assessment test of the Xianmen recruiting disciples. It will be like most living beings in this world, born nameless, and death is not visible, and after the hundred-year life is exhausted, it will become a lonely tomb that is slowly forgotten by the world.

But at that time, he took the wooden sword, looked up at his brother with a small face, and nodded heavily, and said in a very serious and serious tone:

"Xiaoli will definitely work hard, and never let anyone hurt his brother in the future!"

The innocent children's words still echo in the ears, just like yesterday.

Who would have thought that today, hundreds of years later, a joke from that year has now become true.

Perhaps, in the countless days of fleeing like flying in the past hundred years, when the sword master was alone in the silent night of Yan Shan, looking at the world's first sword, he would whisper a few words so softly-

"Wait for me."

"Xiaoli did it."

Or ...... "Brother, I really miss you." ”

On the other side, Ning Ye, who was sitting there, suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart when he heard the deeds he had just heard about the sword master, especially when he heard that he insisted on becoming a sword cultivator back then, just to be able to use this sword one day in the future.

He turned his head and looked at the wooden sword given to him by the sword master in his hand, and the line of handwriting carved on the hilt was a little crooked, like the "first sword in the world" carved by a child in a graffiti book.

For some reason, it seems to be a little dazzling at this moment, and there is a feeling of sourness and distress in my heart, and there is a feeling of guilt that seems to be transmitted from the depths of the extreme.

This guilt feels like the kind of person who ruthlessly deceived and used the other party to achieve his goal.